Timmy walked into a classroom.

"Did you hear about the party, Venus?" Robecca asked the plant monster tending to a vast array of plants.

"Of course I've heard about it: Holt makes sure everyone does." Venus laughed.

"I don't think I'll be going to this one." A gargoyle said with an undeniably French accent. "I have to leave to visit my parents soon."

"I don't think I can make it either." Venus sighed. "I didn't want to miss it, but I have a protest to get to, and it's really important!"

"Well, I can't just go alone!" Robecca pouted.

"Oh, hello there." Venus smiled, seeing the young boy.

"Hello. My name is Timmy!" Timmy held a hand to Venus.

"Nice to meet you, Timmy! I'm Venus, and these are my friends, Robecca and Rochelle." Venus shook the other's hand.

"This is the plant club, correct?"

"It sure is!" Venus's smile brightened. "Are you interested in plants?"

"YEAH!" Timmy started to vibrate happily.

Venus laughed, happy at seeing the young one so excited. "Would you like to see all the plants I care for outside?"

"YEAH!!!!" Timmy squeaked.

"Alright, follow me!" Venus smiled before looking to her friends. "I'll see you ghouls later!"

The other two waved as Venus lead Timmy out of the room.

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Clawdeen kicked down the door of the band room, putting her hands on her hips. "I heard that you're playing at the party?"

Operetta looked unfazed. "Yeah?"

"I'm gonna make you all outfits! My treat." Clawdeen grinned.

Holt glanced around before looking at his own clothes. "Yeah, I'm good."

"Yeah, it's not really necessary, this isn't supposed to be a big party, right...!?" Marklin paused, "Right!?"

Operetta looked to Holt who simply grinned and shrugged.

"Oh come on, it's your first gig; it's a big deal!" Clawdeen smiled. Marklin whined.

"I don't think it'll hurt none." Operetta spoke up. "It's nice of you to do that, Clawdeen."

Marklin and Holt voiced a disdain thanks.

"Great!" Clawdeen smiled, happy that she could. "I'll get started!" She instantly pulled out her sketchbook and a pencil. "What kind of style are you going for?"

Operetta looked to Marklin. "It's your party, sugar."

"Uhh, maybe-"

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"I love it." Marklin did a spin.

"Not bad, I must say." Operetta smiled, feeling the cape that Clawdeen had made for her.

"This is actually pretty rockin'!" Holt grin, adorned with such an amount of flames.

Flapping his puffy suit arms, he turned to Clawdeen. "Thank you so much!"

"No problem!" Clawdeen smiled. "Just glad that I could help!"

Suddenly someone burst in.

"Marklin what have you done- hey, neat." Kathie looked at the band, then coughed. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!"

"Well, I'm going to a party." Marklin said quietly.

"Yeah well now I have to go!" Kathie yelled.

"Sorry." Marklin said quietly.

"It won't be that bad." Clawdeen tried to reassure.

"I have one thing, and it's not babysitting my brothers on friday nights! It's eating food and sleeping!" Kathie barked.

Clawdeen laughed a bit. "Honestly, same. But trust me, it'll be fun!"

Kathie whimpered and whined. "Marklin why do you have to like going outside now."

"How else would he talk to Jasper?" Holt brought up without any regret.

"Like a normal person, just walk up and talk to them." Kathie snapped, she turned to Clawdeen. "Hey you, you are cute and nice, you want to go to the dance with me." Kathie glared at Marklin, "Like that." She went bright red.

"That's what I was saying!" Operetta sighed.

Meanwhile, Clawdeen went bright red. "Y-You wanna go to the dance with me?"

"Uhhhhhhhh. Well I guess I asked so ok." Kathie said.

"Uh, sure. Yeah, I'll go to the dance with you." Clawdeen smiled, blushing bright.

"Uhh, ok, I'll, uh." Kathie bolted. "SEE YOU THERE!"

"Heh, y-yeah!" As soon as Kathie left Clawdeen started to freak out. "Oh my ghoul what am I going to wear!?" And she bolted out.

"Well, at least someone got a date tonight." Marklin sighed, swooshing his everything.

"Just think, that could be you if you talked to Jasper." Operetta nudged him slightly,

Holt smirked. "She isn't completely wrong, dude."

"Well." Marklin kicked at the floor. "Maybe I will tonight."

"You better 'cause I'm actually goin' to a party for this." Operetta crossed her arms.

"Alright. Alright." Marklin guped.